This is somewhat hard to think about much less visualize. My other half and I have never even been in the same room let alone the same state or county. Being together means more than what we may or may not have money for house-wise or apartments-wise. Either of my Grandparents houses have always been in the back of my mind… yet timing and money has never aligned in my good fortune.
My parents started out in a trailer in my mom’s parents’ front yard, before it was moved to what I remember as my first home. Where my brother lives now in a different trailer. My parents worked hard to make it a home for us and that’s what it felt like. Sometimes I really miss how it used to look with our trailer the big beautiful window that looked out at the woods. Now it would look at a railroad track it was once lush green now that scenery, that amazing view is gone and unfortunately there is an incessant train whistle among other sounds it brings with it.
Whatever my thoughts are on my dream home wouldn’t be but half of what it should be. Bryan’s input would be needed for our dream home. Isn’t it ironic though in the garden of Eden Adam and Eve didn’t need shelter. That harsh reality came for them after the incident and being rejected from Eden. I don’t want to think about a dream home without thinking with Bryan about the details together if God allows us to in the future.
Jewells of Thought 
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